M. F Chapter 414: Can't stay here.

 

If at first Ye Qing was just curious about Wu Weiling's function or guessed it. Now, through her last passages, he could already guess vaguely what it was. So, he sighed: "You don't know anything about my strength."

Watching Wu Weiling fall into a coma again, Ye Qing took advantage to look her wound and to stop the bleeding, for that he gently wiped off the blood around her lower abdomen with sterile cotton.

Fortunately, Ye Qing did not have the problem of blood syncope. A long time ago, he paid attention to the surveillance camera images of A-1 and developed a strong enough nerve. So now, when he goes to deal with the gunshot wound that he had never seen before, he will be unafraid.

After wiping off the bloodstain, Ye Qing had no time to admire Wu Weiling's waistcoat line on her abdomen and her amazingly good figure. Freed his hand and touched it gently in her pocket.

She asked him to help her to bring something back to China, and Ye Qing would find out if it was on her. He should take it in case it was an important thing before going to the operating room later to ensure the doctor from here doesn't hide it privately.

Nigeria is very hot; Wu Weiling only wore a stretch short sleeve and a thin jacket. There was nothing in her jacket and in the bottom pocket and her mobile phone was gone and when he touched the holster on her right waist. The gun was also gone there was only a spare magazine. So he concluded the thing should have been hidden somewhere by her. Fortunately, she didn't lose her life and could talk about the thing when she woke up.

After another red light, the Mercedes-Benz G 65 was brutally parked in a local hospital with the highest level of technology, environment, and price. The young guy who led the way ran out of the car and quickly called two nurses who were pushing a stretcher. Ye Qing hugged Wu Weiling onto the stretcher and then grabbed the leader who wanted to drive away again.

The leader smiled bitterly: "Sir, I'm going to work, and I'm almost late." 

"Ask for leave." Ye Qing helped push the stretcher while throwing out a stack of dollars with Franklin's head from his pocket: "You are from here, and I need your help to go through the hospital procedures. There are still many things I want you to help me with. If you want to continue earning dollars, just stay."

"YES!... Sir, you can call me Reso, and I will do all your trivial matters for you." This guy named Reso looked for money but didn't want to die so he ran over to help and to push the stretcher. 

Outside the operating room, Master Metal Expert watched every passing doctor and patient. During this time, Ye Qing washed the blood on his hands in the bathroom, changed his clothes, and asked Reso to go to the market to buy a few sets of women's clothing. Then called the domestic company. 

The important thing was to leave Nigeria as soon as possible. He had originally scheduled to take the afternoon flight, so it didn't matter if he couldn't make it. He wanted to know if Wu Weiling was able to take an airplane within one or two days after the operation. 

In order to prevent the managers from worrying too much, He pretended to be very casual, saying a compatriot had suffered a work injury here and because this last one was worried about the medical conditions in Nigeria, he wanted to return home for treatment early and the managers quickly got the answer from Shanghai Airport. 

"Let me check first. There will be flights from Nigeria to Asia in the next two days. I missed the plane today, so I will go back with the injured compatriot by then." 

After the trauma patient was out of danger, he could travel by plane with a hospital certificate. The aircraft has a pressurized cabin, and the take-off and landing overload were small. As long as the pilot of the plane doesn't take out the driving style of the bear, there will be no wounds and cracks. 

However, flights to China are not unavailable every day, nor can they be bought immediately if you want to buy a ticket. It is usually necessary to book a ticket for one week in advance. There were no direct flights to China. They were all international flights that flying over the Atlantic and stopped in Nigeria. 

Two hours later, Wu Weiling was pushed out operating room and sent to the VIP ward. During this period, there was an episode dismissed, it was where she needed a blood transfusion. After the doctor had informed the blood type, he said he needed to try to find it from another hospital.

There was no harm in the vital signs, and the call would be resolved soon. The problem lay in the blood transfusion in Africa. Especially if it was transfused from someone else, Ye Qing would have to sweat a cold sweat. Wu Weiling's blood type was the same as him, so he put a little ball in his hand and then gritted his teeth and donated 450 ml.

In the evening, she woke up leisurely, her complexion slightly ruddy.

The Master Metal Expert guarded the door, Juli inside, and Ye Qing sat on the sofa burying his head to wipe out the nutritious meal from the nearby star-rated hotel. According to Reso, the chef of this hotel was a Frenchman. He used steak frying technique ingeniously, and the little venison was very delicious. There were also tuna flakes with high nutritional value, seasoned caviar, and so on. Reso, the young man, also sat in another chair his mouth greasy. After eating and drinking enough, Ye Qing's dizziness after the donating blood also completely disappeared.

"The doctor said you were lucky. The bullet didn't hit the organs, and the bleeding was stopped in time. It shouldn't have any impact." Ye Qing walked to her and helped her to tuck the quilt: "It just leaves scars. The perfect vest line is gone."

After a long period of time, Wu Weiling opened her mouth. When her eyes looked like Ye Qing, she had a different emotion and whispered: "Thank you... How did you find me?" Wu Weiling turned her head a little hard, and looked out the door: "What time is it now?"

"Six o'clock." Ye Qing said the process briefly. At once, she also thanks him for his touching act of donating blood.

"Please forgive me. I can't tell you why I was hurt for the time being. But I will remember your kindness forever."

Wu Weiling frowned: "Let’s leave the hospital quickly. If the enemy finds I am injured. He will definitely investigate the hospitals in the city. It doesn’t take too long, the hospitals in the city. There are only a few in total. We are Chinese, our skin color is very recognizable, and he can find out where we are with a few dollars."

"Well, I'll make the arrangements. What about your companions? When we first met, I heard you say there are companions."

"My companions are two people. It was originally planned that they arrived at the airport, the place of our convergence. But something happened that day and they went to another country in advance." Wu Weiling bit her pale lips: "We can't hesitate anymore, we must immediately..."

"Bang!"

Wu Weiling stopped speaking. 

Outside the VIP ward, there was a dull impact suddenly, which seemed to be the sound of a cow hitting a person. Then the door was opened, and the Master Metal Expert dragged in with one hand an unsightly young foreigner. An expression of pain frozen on his face, and in the unbelievable gazes of Wu Weiling and the little guy Reso, this hapless guy's face quickly swelled up.

The Master Metal Expert shrugged and drew a pistol with a silencer from the man's waist: "He was holding a bunch of flowers and pretending to pass by the door unintentionally. When he passed by me, he wanted to attack me suddenly. But its speed was not as fast as I was, so I slapped him and stunned."

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